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in time you will be fine
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    A wilted flower floats on the evening Danube
    White, white, white
    And the memory of a melody asks about
    The past, the past, the past
    The simple words of our song
    Fade away like flocks of birds
    You leave in the fire, Yugoslavia
    Without me, without me, without me

    For nights under hails of lead
    For that I was not around
    Forgive me, my sister Yugoslavia
    For death under the spring rain
    For what I could not save
    Forgive me, my sister Yugoslavia

    A dark eyed feeble girl
    You stand on the other shore
    To reach that shore
    I can’t, I can’t, I ca
    n’t

    A wilted flower floats on the evening Danube
    White, white, white
    And the memory of a melody asks about
    The past, the past, the past
    The simple words of our song
    Fade away like flocks of birds
    You leave in the fire, Yugoslavia
    Without me, without me, without me

    For nights under hails of lead
    For that I was not around
    Forgive me, my sister Yugoslavia
    For death under the spring rain
    For what I could not save
    Forgive me, my sister Yugoslavia